Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Theme?

I dunno either, like usual

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Yes Any ideas yet?

Hmmm…OCs turned into gems? Or maybe furry to human swap? Just a few ideas

I do have a human Trap already so that works

Yes, you start :)

I’m WoRSe

Just start. 🎵 We DoN’T HaVe To FiiiiGHT 🎵

Fffffffffiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiineeeeeeeeee

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* Trap stepped out of his…fire place? Questionable place to sleep but okay. * “ Gold, why are you awake…? It’s probably midnight by now… “

(Why tho D:) “ …well, I am awake now so…I guess same. “ * and then he noticed his tail was on fire. * “ aah- “ * he pat it out quickly as to not burn down the house- *

(Ok, that’s just wrong) “ guess I need to go to the store in the morning… “

“ …I hate commercials. “ * he groaned loudly. *

“ I don’t want to learn about coal, I already know EVERYTHING about coal. “

(Why do I hear repeated coughing that sounds like dad- oh heck gtg)

(Oh, nvm apparently) “ why show coal when you can show ME? I’m practically the definition of fire. LiMiTeD SToCK! LiViNG HeaTeR! “ * he grumbled softly. *

“ Well, I guess you already have the only one. Heh. I’m so sorry by the way. “ (heheh. This show is of my makin’)

“ …mmh. “ * he snatched a bag of jalapeño crunches out of his chest storage spot?? And started eating. * (I will break logic with this flame man)

(THEY’RE THE SAME THING MEME-) “ …I may be able to do a midnight stealth shop. “

(Lava man. Also, can you Zoom? It’s fun and you don’t have to show your face) “ …eeeeeeeeehhhhh, i’d get food easier without you… “

(It’s got a google sign in) “ uuuugh, fiiine. But do exactly what I say, okay? “

(There’s a text chat option you don’t even have to talk) ‘ …I just doomed myself to jail. ‘ “ aaaahhh…let’s just go. “

(Hh, fine :|) * Trap pointed at the camera from a safe, hidden distance. * “ see that? That’s a security camera. Do you have a long-range attack? “ * he softly whispered to Gold. *

“ …uuuugh… “ * he aimed a sharp rock at the camera, set it on fire, and launched it. It shattered the security camera, leaving sparks and smoke coming out it. * “ one down. Coast’s clear. Go to the cracked wall. “

* he stealthily snuck up to the cracked wall and lifted up a suspicious brick, revealing a small crawl space. * “ i’ve made this in other night heists, it’s useful. “ * he flattened out on the floor, crawling in with ease. *

* he made it out on the other side, the inside. He quickly knocked out a nearby camera. * (oh my god the fnafiness is unreal) “ …Gold, stay still…such a bright yellow. “ * he wiped soot everywhere on Gold, as camouflage. *

“ shush. Go to the chip aisle, and be quiet. Grab whatever chips you want but be sure to get me hint of lime chips and jalapeño crunches. I’ll go to the dessert aisle. “ (The way they’re paying for this is way too much cash and a note saying: Thanks for the food - your friendly neighborhood lava man and his Golden sidekick. Trap used to have a jalapeño farm so yeah- he has much money. I’m sorry for making you read this)

* Trap hopped on top of the shelves ninja style. He knocked out several cameras along the way. He then nabbed several flavors of ice cream and so many cookies from the dessert section. He even got ice cream cake for Mom day. Even though neither of them have moms that are existent. Haha. *

“ shhhhhhh…but okay. Quickly now since I got ice cream, split up and find more items. If there are cameras, throw something hard but small at them. Like a rock. Actually, here’s a few rocks to throw. “ * he placed a few rocks in Gold’s arms. * “ go wherever that’s not the chip aisle or the dessert aisle. Get whatever. Can’t be way too expensive. “ * He hopped away silently, heading towards the soup aisle. *

* Trap grabbed himself a can of Chicken noodle soup…actually, several cans. He started to ramshackle the store until he had a huge pile of food and stuff in his arms. * (yay mail, might be my Steven Jacket :DD)

“ chips, toilet paper, soup…ice cream…murmur… “ * he counted all the things that they had gotten, and mentally counted out the price on his available fingers and mentally. * (dayum Trap, math god? Nojustaverysmortbutdeadbrain) “ $1,274.83. I have that… “ * he placed that much plus $5 more on the counter. PLuS a NoTe SayiNG THaNKS FRoM THe FRieNDLy NeiGHBoRHooD LaVa MaN. (Nailed it) *

“ oh, uh…thanks. I used to run a jalapeño farm. Then it shut down. Hooray… “ * Trap’s voice trailed from nervousness to sadness. * “ let’s just go… “

(I actually have a container of jalapeños that’s the brand of Trappey’s…coincidence? I think not) * 1 hour later. At home. Blah blah blah idc. * “ we’re home. Ah who am I kiddin’? We’re the only ones that live here. She only visits. “ (reference to meee- god I love references too much)

(Ew w h a t- jalapeños may hurt me but at least they don’t taste bad) * Trap immediately starts with putting the starting-to-melt ice cream in the fridge. * “ Gold, you can sort the rest of the groceries…I’ll put em up once it’s been done. “

(Panted out,, 👀”) * Trap starts to hum the future intro theme to himself, washing some uncleaned dishes in the process. * “ Steven Universe Future here we aaare… “

(* gets traumatic flashbacks to Incognito Searches *) “ Hurry up, haven’t got all day! “

(Mhm and byeeeeee)

(AAAA- oh god I’m so tired)

(Yeah let’s just do this tomorrow? It’s not a big deal)